The Arcane
Seeping through every pore of our bodies
Through every aspect of nature's bearings
Runs a certain energy that we have come to know
Some call it conspiracy, some call it witchcraft
That only those with lunacy can truly feel it
What we have come to term with the word "magic"
Whether in a crystal that took millions of years to form and shape
A flower that just blossomed in the spring
Or water falling from up above in the chaos of the sky
The question is, are you one of the ones who can feel it?
Radiating so intensely you can almost see it
Creating feelings of tranquility, protection, and more
Through study and observation, one can master this magic
And turn the simplistic, into the complex
Make one emotion, a full on experience instead
In the world I wish to create, this force rules all
We tame the calamity, and forge it into paradise
Waves crashing upon shores, becoming rain, becoming more
And one day I will have it fully mastered
Bent to the will of the alchemist
So that even the idea of negativity itself may have a cure
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